I Raise Spiders in Pansi Cave

The real Heavenly Tribulation must be much more powerful than the two thunderbolts he summoned, at least as powerful as the thunderbolt he summoned to kill Xiaoqiang.

But now the power of the two thunders he summoned was much smaller.

But with his current physical strength, without magic weapons to resist, and without the help of merit, if he carried such Lei Wei head-on, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Qi Wufei suddenly had the confidence to fight against the god of death.

Death can't really be here.

He is in the bottom.

Demonic idealism.

It's just affecting my heart.

There is a demon in everyone's heart.

To eliminate demons and defend the way, what one gets rid of is also one's own inner demons.

Although it has been confirmed that the thing floating in the void is his own demon heart, which is his other side, no matter what spells he uses to deal with him, he will suffer the same damage.

But now he still has more than 1 points of merit, enough to resist the same lightning as before 10 times.

Hitting yourself with lightning can not only get rid of the demon heart, but also heal your body.

The only thing to worry about, Yuan Henryzhen, is that this spell is too unstable.

In case of a big move, such as the Zhuxian Sword Qi that killed the snake demon last time, not to mention my 1 merits, even adding two 0s will not be able to stop it.

But Qi Wufei still decided to take a risk.

If the demon heart is not eliminated, he will eventually be led astray by the god of death.

He didn't want to sacrifice his soul to the god of death like the pregnant woman who died on the sofa.

And he had a hunch that when he used the "Yuan Henry Zhen" spell to attack himself, he might attract the same fixed lightning as before.

try again.

The risk is worth taking.

Yuan Henryzhen!

It was another bolt of lightning that broke the darkness and tranquility of the void, and at the same time struck Qi Fly himself and his demon heart.

……

Qi Wufei woke up from his coma again.

The pain in the body became more intense.

He couldn't even lift his eyelids, couldn't move his fingers.

For a moment, he felt it was time to give up.

Compared with such pain, death may be a little simpler.

And he has already experienced the feeling of death just now, although it is full of ubiquitous fear, but there is also momentary joy, and eternal peace when sinking.

Anyway, there is always death, and death is the destination of all people, the destination of this world, and the destination of the universe.

The broad river appeared before his eyes again.

He saw his own shadow in the river.

The shadow said to him, "Jump in, jump out."

However, there was always a trace of clarity in Qi Wufei's mind, which made him grit his teeth and persevere.

He saw far, far, far away, an old Taoist wearing a patched Taoist robe, waving his whisk, and scolding him with jumping feet:

"You happy! You're a coward!..."

Qi Wufei endured the pain and rolled over to sit up.

"Master, where is your old man? Have you finished the movie? Can you return it to disciple?"

After he finished speaking, he smiled and said silently:

"Yuan Henry Zhen."

Another bolt of lightning shattered the void and struck Qi Wufei.

There was also a flash of lightning at the bottom of the river, which struck his reflection in the water.

……

When Qi Wufei woke up again, he found himself back in the cage of thorns.

Surrounded by thorns, there are twenty roads in the middle, like a spider web and a gossip array.

Is this a step back in time?

he does not know.

Perhaps in the world of Grim Reaper there is no time.

He seemed to understand that the twenty roads around him were not roads, but the twenty meridians in his body.

There are six on the left and right, which are the twelve classics.

The rest are the eight extraordinary meridians, and the two thickest ones at the front and back are the second Ren Du meridians.

It turns out that the meridians of the body are an eight-diagram array, and the human heart is in the middle of this eight-diagram array.

All of these are hallucinations after I have been enchanted, and everything is related to my heart and my body.

Cleave these thorns and remove the black threads wrapped around the thorns, will the dark wounds in my body be healed?

"Yuan Henry Zhen!"

Another bolt of lightning strikes.

Before Qi Wufei passed out, he saw the surrounding thorn bushes, and a raging fire was ignited.

When he woke up again, his body was still in pain, but it was much better than the previous few times. He felt that many blocked places in the meridians had been opened.

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The thorns are still there, but not as dense as before.

Many thorns fell to the ground, some were charred, some were turned into ashes, and some were still sparkling.

The black threads that tangled in the thorns shrank in the embers and hissed when they touched the sparks.

A wind blows in, blowing up a lot of dust on the ground and dancing in the air.

Qi Wufei understood that what he saw in front of his eyes was actually his current physical condition.

The injuries in the meridians are getting worse, but those places that were completely broken and blocked are also being opened up.

It feels better to be eaten by thousands of ants, as if some places are emptied by ants, and the wind blows them in.

There are 21/680 mana left and 8655 merit left.

When the sparks were extinct, those black threads became active again, spreading in the ruined thorn forest.

The thorns also seem to have been nourished by the spring rain, and new branches have sprouted.

He knew he couldn't stop.

We must eradicate these things in one go, otherwise not only the old wounds will not heal, but also new wounds will be added, and the merits and virtues will be lost in vain.

"Yuan Henry Zhen!"

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"Yuan Henry Zhen!"

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"Yuan Henry Zhen!"

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He summoned lightning three times in a row.

When the last bolt of lightning struck, he didn't faint.

He watched the bolt of lightning hit him, watched the few thorns left in front of his eyes being swallowed and burned by the flames, and watched the number of merits in his consciousness decrease little by little.

Strangely, he didn't feel any pain.

Maybe it's numb.

He used the eight-dimensional Henry Zhen in total, and eight bolts of lightning struck him, costing eight thousand merit points.

The meridian is completely opened up.

It may be because it is too unobstructed, he feels his body is empty, and the cool wind and air are pouring in from the nine orifices.

He really wanted to stuff his body with something, to fill him up.

There are 5655 points of merit left.

2/680 mana left.

Qi Wufei felt that he could do it again, to strengthen it.

But the scene in front of him made him no longer care about the changes in his body.

The thorns are gone.

The sky returns.

He saw himself standing by the row of trash cans under the fence tens of meters away from the row house.

In his left hand he held a wooden idol, half of which was smashed to pieces.

In his right hand, he held a black command arrow. The arrow was glowing with black light, and there were faint mana fluctuations.

Shit, why am I here?

A stray cat was squatting on the wall, staring at him curiously.